Fables

Her glasses, her doily, her teapot.

In the morning, when I awake, I hear my mother tell me to start my day with prayer. She is here guiding me, seeing me for the first time in true color and light. The reality of my days. All that she missed in the time we spent apart while I worked and plugged along in my existence, such as it has been.

She sees me, now, getting the kids ready for school. Packing lunches. Combing hair. Calling from the other room, “Did you brush your teeth? Get your backpack. Do you have your water bottle?”

She sees me, my thin sweater, blowing in the wind, as I fill my Jeep with gas. She sees me, cleaning house, petting the dog, crying on the couch after everyone has gone to bed.

This morning, she was there, guiding me to read my Bible. I was so busy, but determined to heed her advice. I read the kids the devotional for January 11, out of a book I bought Sullivan last year. It’s called Jesus Calling: 365 Devotions for Kids. One of the recommended Scripture passages was 2 Peter. It filled me with so much hope, especially verses 16-18:

For we have not followed cunningly devised fables, when we made known unto you the power and coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, but were eyewitnesses of his majesty. For he received from God the Father honor and glory, when there came such a voice to him from the excellent glory, This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased. And this voice which came from heaven we heard, when we were with him in the holy mount.”

Neither Scripture nor heaven is fable. Today, my sister and I both received the same message from our mother, Saint Barbara: Heaven is Glorious.

These are the Chronicles of Jennifer, more or less.

Hello, I’m Jennifer. Welcome to my blog about faith, family and generations. I’m a happy wife, mother and nana. I’m glad you stopped by today! I was born in East Los Angeles in 1967, and have lived in the Heartland since 1985. I’ve been blogging since 1999, and writing about my life and generation (Generation X, b. 1961-1981) since 2008. Where have you been this whole time?

Jesus is my Lord and Savior. My Very Good Shepherd. “For this is how God loved the world: he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life.” (John 3:16)